:): and this is why we grow up....

:): and this is why we grow up....: I sometimes wonder how many of our acts everyday are bounded by selfishness, and most of the time I ...

and this is why we grow up....

I sometimes wonder how many of our acts everyday are bounded by selfishness, and most of the time I am convinced thinking that as long as I am not guilty of a deed done I need not feel that have been purely selfish in that aspect....!! It’s so funny to think how we sometimes tune our own thoughts according to our own convince....

The day before yesterday by brother who will soon turn 11 in another 2 days was playing in the garage, our garage has become a home for many insects, reptiles, animals and even birds and one such beautiful bird which my mother calls the bulbul (though I doubt that its a bulbul) has built a small nest in the garage. My brother who went to the garage to play came rushing back to tell my mom that the little birds from the nest have fallen down, and there followed his inconsolable sobs for the two little birds which could hardly move. My mother and I rushed to the garage, the little birds shivering and trying to wobble around. I rushed back to my room to take my camera and click a few images of these cute little birds.

I run back to the garage and I see the mother bird on the grill of the garage holding a dead worm in its mouth (probably the lunch for its two little ones that afternoon) and the little birds still shivering and trying to wobble around with all its strength and mite. Few minutes later I see ants lined up all ready to feast on the little birds.

I quickly turned my camera on to take a few shots of the little birds, and while doing so I happen to glance at my brother’s face and he had that innocent pain for the little ones and continued sobbing endlessly. At that moment I went blank, guilty and awe struck at my own selfishness…. I could not figure out who among all of us were selfish. Was it the mother bird which killed a little worm to feed its little ones…?? Or was it the ants which were ready to feast upon the helpless birds…?? Or ME who proudly wanted to document the helpless little birds fall…??  

I could not manage to take the pictures of these little birds while I was hampered by these thoughts, my mom dad and I made arrangements for the little birds. We managed to put cotton in a little basket and set the little birds in them and watched carefully from the corner till the mother bird went to feed them.

I constantly wonder how I change or rather how we all change with time and maturity. When I see my brother exhibit his innocence everyday in little acts that happen I find his innocence so beautiful and pure ….!! The other day my friend and I had been to an artificial dinosaur’s park we strolled around looking at the giant structures which were made move. While we were walking around a bunch of school kids rushed in and they were all screaming with joy wondering how these giant structures moved and they were all happy….!! I looked at my friend and said that “it’s so boring when we get old and gain knowledge”.